Gay Erotic Stories

I’d known Matt about a year. I met him through a local car club and we’d seen each other at a few local shows and events. About two months ago I decided it was finally time to bite the bullet and take the engine out of my 66 Mustang and rebuild it. At the last club event, about two weeks before, several members had volunteered to come by and assist. As I had never done it before, the help was welcome. Well, as usually happens, only Matt showed up. That was ok because it cut down on the socializing and we got the job done in a few hours. Besides, Matt brought his engine hoist! The day was one of those beautiful fall days in New England, sunny and warm. Within a few minutes of starting work, Matt had taken off his shirt. He was all over the car striping off the accessories, even crawling underneath. By the time we were done, we were both pretty messy. It was about five o’clock when we finished and we were both starving. I offered to take him out to a local restaurant as a small way of saying thanks. Fortunately he had brought a change of clothes. I showed him the wash sink in the cellar while I gathered up the tools and equipment. The way he washed reminded me of a surgeon. He took the pumice soap and scrubbed his arms from the tips of his fingers to his shoulders. He even rubbed the pumice on the grease and dirt on his chest. I finished putting the tools away and came over to join him. “Rub some of this stuff on my back.” he said handing me the jar. “ I don’t know if you’ve ever used this type of soap, but it’s like sandpaper. Isn’t it a little rough?” I asked. “That’s ok. It’s the only way to get it off.” I scooped out a glob and begin rubbing it in. I started at his shoulders and worked my way down his back. Before I knew it I was actually giving him a back message. “That feels really good. Is it coming clean?” That snapped me out of my trance. “All but this streak here” I said as I outlined a streak that ran from his left ass check of his pants to the small of his back. I had cleaned pretty close to the top of his ass, but there was still some stuff there. I didn’t want to go any lower. He might get strange about another guy touching him that close to his ass. “Wait a second.” he responded. Before I knew it he had undone his pants and they drop to the floor around his ankles. “I got to change them anyway.” I stood there for a second looking at his cute ass in tight white BVDs. In the next instance he pulled the band of his briefs off his ass while keeping them up in front. “Now there’s nothing to get wet” he said. I instantly notice that the nice tan he had on his back continued to his ass. All but a little white triangle above his crack and a thin line around his waist to the front, that is. “Nice tan.” was all I could say and started to rub the soap on the offending spot. My mind was racing a mile a minute. Here was a guy I hardly knew standing nearly naked in front of me practically asking me to rub his ass. I could feel my own dick getting hard. I really knew nothing about this guy. I wasn’t sure if he was coming on to me or what. He was acting totally natural about. I wasn’t sure what to do. I wouldn’t mind a romp with him, though. I scooped some more soap out and began rubbing. It only took a minute for the spot to come off. “All gone. Just let me wipe it off.” I said picking up a towel. “Done.” He turned around to face me. “Thanks.” he said looking directly into my eyes. I stared back for a second and then my eyes drifted downward. He had some nice pecks going, just a few hairs around the nipples. The trail picked up again a few inches above his belly button and then disappeared under the band of his BVD’s. I could clearly see the swell in his underwear. He wasn’t totally hard, but because he had pulled the band down off his checks, he was flying at a bit of an angle. I quickly looked up and away. I started to move and he stopped me. "Thanks again.” he said but this time his voice was hoarse. “No problem.” I managed to mumble. He kept his hand was on my shoulder, then it slid down to my elbow and then to my hand. Looking me right in the eye, he took my hand and placed on his swollen crotch. He closed his eyes and tipped his head back a little as he began to rub himself with my hand. I decided to be bold and leaned forward and kissed him. “Wow.” was his first response. “I thought you might freak out, but I never expected a kiss.” “I’m just full of surprises. Besides, you shouldn’t start something you don’t intend to finish.” Now my hand was rubbing his dick without his help. “I wasn’t sure you’d be interested, but when you told me the frat you pledged, I thought you might be.” “Did you pledge?” he asked. I nodded yes. “You never said anything.” “You never asked. Besides, it was a rival frat.” With that I grabbed the waistband of his BVD’s and pulled it out. His rod shot straight up, nearly to his belly button. There was a drop of precum on the tip of his six incher. I pulled him closer and gave him another kiss while pulling his BVD’s down and freeing his balls. “Why don’t you assume the position while I go lock the door?” I nodded toward the family room entry. “Yes pledge master!” he responded pulling his BVD’s completely off. I walked to the cellar door while Matt picked up his clothes and moved to the family room. I had a great shot of his ass as he entered the room. When I entered the room, Matt had put some of the cushions from the couch on the floor in front of the fireplace. He was lying on his stomach with his legs spread a little bit apart. I knelt between his legs and started to message his ass. I gently pulled his checks apart to expose his crack and his tiny pink hole. I ran a finger up and down his crack, pausing to put a little pressure on his hole. He let out a soft moan. I then began licking his whole crack, from the small of his back to his sack. After a few passes, I went back for his hole and began licking around the edge before darting my tongue in and out. I was driving my tongue deeper each time and Matt was moaning louder. I moistened my finger and began to work it into his hole. “God that feels so good” he said after a few moments and several loud moans. “But it’s not fair.” “What do you mean.” “You still have your clothes on.” he replied. I stood up on my knees and he got up on his. He pulled my T-shirt off and began playing with one of my nipples before gently biting on it. The sensation was incredible. He straightened out and, while looking me straight in the eyes, his hands quickly undid my belt. “Button fly” he said smiling, “I like those.” He quickly undid them without looking down. He pulled me in close and we kissed, our tongues exploring each other. His hands reached behind me and slipped them under the band of my boxers to cup my ass cheeks. He pulled me in closer and I could feel his tool pressed against mine through my boxers. “Let’s get rid of these.” he whispered as his hands pulled the front band out, freeing my raging hardon. “ Very nice.” he whispered finally looking down at my seven-inch boner. “Stand up.” he continued. As I did, he pulled my pants and boxers to the floor. He grabbed my shaft and began licking the head like it was a lollipop. There was a little pre-cum there which he made disappear. His other hand begun fondling my sack. Every once in a while he would slip his hand between my legs and spread my cheeks. He began taking most of my shaft in his mouth and bobbing up and down. I ran my fingers through his curly dark hair. Both hands were now on my ass pulling me in closer to him. “Better be careful or you’ll spoil your dinner.” I said. “Can’t have that.” he replied coming up for air.” Besides, I want you to fuck me. It’s been ages.” “Nothing like a good fraternity fucking.” “Nothing at all.” he said lying back on the cushions and spreading his legs again. I dropped down between them and lifted them up exposing his crack. I once again began licking his hole and working my finger in. Matt was moaning with pleasure. I lifted up his legs and rested them on my shoulders, moving in closer. My rod went about half way in before meeting much resistance. I then began to slowly fuck his ass by slowly drawing back until I was almost out, then driving further forward each time. After a few strokes, his ass took all seven inches of my rod. I picked up the pace slamming into him harder each time. I also lowered myself so that his legs were nearly on his shoulders and I was nearly on top of him. During all of this, Matt was moaning and screaming to fuck him like the bitch he was. It was a real turn on and brought back some great memories of my frat days. I could feel his ass tighten on my rod and he started screaming that he was coming. When I felt his body tense, that’s all it took and I blew my load deep inside him, collapsing on him as I shot wave after wave in him and he blew his load on us both. After it was over, we laid together, holding each other. “That was great.” he said. “I can’t wait until you have to put the motor back in!” Needless to say we didn’t wait that long.